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Written by j. strummer and b. setzer



As I came acrose the pecos and broke west of the line

This thunderstorm was running and it ran me out of time

So I was racing through the rain with this rig from tennessee

When a voice cut through the static, bringing comfort home to me



They were singing

I aint sittin in no shack

Got me a ford right out the back

So come on and roll me over

If I aint there in nothing flat

With a honky-tonk attitude

Ill be doing the straight line swing

Cmon and grab your horseshoe

And throw it in the ring



Now the levee wall was breaking, rocks were rolling from the ridge

The announcer broke in, saying there was a bus trapped on the bridge

So I turned my rig around, I was axle-deep in mud

And I found those people stranded, the bridge was groaning in the flood



Still my radio was singing

I aint sittin in no shack

Got me a ford right out the back

So come on and roll me over

If I aint there in nothing flat

With a honky-tonk attitude

Ill be doing the straight line swing

Cmon and grab your horseshoe

And throw it in the ring



With the grinding of my engine, I hauled those people free

With the raging river rising, the driver came thanking me

So I told him about the message; he said, that cant be right

The storm knocked out the radio tower late last saturday night



But through the static we heard singing

I aint sittin in no shack

Got me a ford right out the back

So come on and roll me over



If I aint there in nothing flat

With a honky-tonk attitude

Ill be doing the straight line swing

Cmon and grab your horseshoe

And throw it in the ring



Them old truckers gonna tell you down the lonely interstate

Out the dead air on the waveband, the texas playboys break

Youll hear a keening voice, bob wills is with you as you drive

And youll know you got a broadcast straight from 1935



Can you hear him singing

I aint sittin in no shack

Got me a ford right out the back

So come on and roll me over



If I aint there in nothing flat

With a honky-tonk attitude

Ill be doing the straight line swing

Cmon and grab your horseshoe

And throw it in the ring

Written by j. strummer and b. setzer



As I came acrose the pecos and broke west of the line

This thunderstorm was running and it ran me out of time

So I was racing through the rain with this rig from tennessee

When a voice cut through the static, bringing comfort home to me



They were singing

I aint sittin in no shack

Got me a ford right out the back

So come on and roll me over

If I aint there in nothing flat

With a honky-tonk attitude

Ill be doing the straight line swing

Cmon and grab your horseshoe

And throw it in the ring



Now the levee wall was breaking, rocks were rolling from the ridge

The announcer broke in, saying there was a bus trapped on the bridge

So I turned my rig around, I was axle-deep in mud

And I found those people stranded, the bridge was groaning in the flood



Still my radio was singing

I aint sittin in no shack

Got me a ford right out the back

So come on and roll me over

If I aint there in nothing flat

With a honky-tonk attitude

Ill be doing the straight line swing

Cmon and grab your horseshoe

And throw it in the ring



With the grinding of my engine, I hauled those people free

With the raging river rising, the driver came thanking me

So I told him about the message; he said, that cant be right

The storm knocked out the radio tower late last saturday night



But through the static we heard singing

I aint sittin in no shack

Got me a ford right out the back

So come on and roll me over



If I aint there in nothing flat

With a honky-tonk attitude

Ill be doing the straight line swing

Cmon and grab your horseshoe

And throw it in the ring



Them old truckers gonna tell you down the lonely interstate

Out the dead air on the waveband, the texas playboys break

Youll hear a keening voice, bob wills is with you as you drive

And youll know you got a broadcast straight from 1935



Can you hear him singing

I aint sittin in no shack

Got me a ford right out the back

So come on and roll me over



If I aint there in nothing flat

With a honky-tonk attitude

Ill be doing the straight line swing

Cmon and grab your horseshoe

And throw it in the ring

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